“Probably not safe to get up onto,” Zorvut remarked as they stood at the base of it. “It even smells like rotten wood.”
“No, but it seems nice and isolated,” Taegan said, glancing back at him. “If you wanted to...?”
Zorvut grinned, shaking his head incredulously at the jolt of arousal arcing through the bond. “Was this your plan all along?”
“No, but it’s worked out well for me,” he replied, setting down his basket of food. “Come here and pin me to one of these pillars.”
“I can’t say no to a prince,” Zorvut said, carefully placing the blanket he was carrying onto the sand. Taegan was already walking out under the pier and pulling his shirt up, and Zorvut pressed him up against the wood pillar the moment it was off, pushing his hands down the elf’s trousers and peeling them off easily.
“Don’t let them get wet,” he said breathlessly, and with a laugh Zorvut tossed them further up the beach next to their things, where the tide couldn’t reach.
Their mouths crashed together and Zorvut’s tongue pressed insistently against his lips. He opened his mouth to comply, and their tongues met in a wet, hot swirl of movement and force. The orc’s muscular arms lifted him effortlessly, bracing him against the pillar so he could free one arm to unbutton his own trousers.
“Don’t tease me,” Taegan groaned as Zorvut’s hands moved up his chest, brushing against his nipples and his abs. “It’s been too long—please just fuck me.”
“Ask me again,” Zorvut growled, the sound sending a shiver up Taegan’s spine.
“Please fuck me,” he gasped, and he felt Zorvut nod against his shoulder. His weight was shifted to an easier position, and he wrapped his bare legs around Zorvut’s waist as the familiar pressure of the half-orc’s cock pressed against his entrance.
“Fuck,” he whimpered as Zorvut entered him, setting a slow and leisurely pace that entirely betrayed the sense of urgency he felt. From where he was, he could see out onto the beach they had come from; though it was abandoned, there was no guarantee someone might not stumble upon them. The thought only sent an arc of heightened arousal through the bond, but whether it stemmed from him or from Zorvut, he couldn’t tell. “Please, faster.”
“No,” Zorvut said, and Taegan stifled a moan against his broad shoulder. “No, I’ll have my way with you. I don’t care if anyone sees.”
“No one can see us,” he protested weakly, but he was completely at the half-orc’s mercy. “You can’t let anybody see.”
“Let them see,” he growled in Taegan’s ear, moving unbearably slowly inside him. “Let them see you’re mine. You’re mine.”
“I am yours,” he agreed, and he couldn’t form the words to protest any further. Pleasure buzzed through him, lighting every nerve ending in his body, heightened by the fear that wouldn’t quell in the back of his head that at any moment they might be discovered. It was frightening and arousing all at once, and a tiny shred of him hoped for the thrill of being found out even as the rest of him screamed that it was unseemly, unbecoming, a terrible and dangerous possibility. His cock was trapped between them, the friction of the slow movement between them driving him to the edge before he could process what was happening. It was the hot, wet sensation suddenly pulsing between them that made him realize too late he was already coming, his mouth falling open in a stifled cry as his head tipped back.
“You like this,” Zorvut gasped, moving a bit faster as the realization took him as well. “You want to be discovered. You want everyone to see us, to see me fucking you.”
“No!” he exclaimed, shaking his head as his face burned red hot. But the evidence was undeniable between them, and he felt Zorvut chuckle. “No, that’s not true—I—I don’t!”
“Fuck, it’s been too long,” the half-orc groaned against him. “And you’re so tight...” He could feel how desperately Zorvut wanted to keep fucking him long and slow, the iron will keeping him at the same slow and decadent pace, so he squeezed his legs tighter around Zorvut’s waist, eliciting a long moan from him.
“Comeon,” Taegan urged, and bit down on the sensitive skin between his neck and shoulder. That seemed more than Zorvut could bear, and his hips stuttered and sped up. He was being well and truly fucked now, Zorvut’s shallow movements setting a staccato beat that peaked with ecstasy at each rapid thrust.
“Fuck,” Zorvut panted, unable to stop himself. “Fuck!” He held out for only a moment longer, fire tearing through the bond as he came hard and fast. Taegan gasped and whimpered at the hot sensation of his belly being filled with come, his spent cock twitching weakly at the feedback loop of pleasure.
“Spoiled prince,” Zorvut moaned against him when his hips finally stilled. “I wanted to fuck your tight little hole forever.”
“Keep fucking me, then,” Taegan replied, pressing his face into Zorvut’s chest to hide his wicked smile as he clenched his muscles around Zorvut’s cock, making him gasp.
“You just want to be found, don’t you?” Zorvut chuckled, and Taegan could feel that for a moment he was considering it—then seemed to decide against it, slowly pulling his cock out. Taegan hissed at the sudden emptiness and the sensation of liquid spilling out of him in a thick gush that splattered at their feet. “If that’s what you want, I’ll have you again tonight. But I’d like to actually spend some time on the beach, not under it, after all.”
“Who’s the spoiled one here?” Taegan teased as Zorvut lowered him carefully. His legs trembled at first as he stood, streams of white come still dripping down them, but he walked further into the water where he could wash clean. Zorvut took a moment to watch him and finally pulled off his own shirt that Taegan had only managed to unbutton before following him, going out much further into the surf to fully submerge himself.
Taegan watched nervously as the half-orc disappeared under the water—he could not quite see him in the dark blue water, but Zorvut’s head popped up only a moment later, grinning as he wiped the saltwater from his eyes.
“It’s colder than I thought,” he said as he waded up to where Taegan was standing—the water was waist-deep for him but went only partly up Zorvut’s thighs, his softened cock on full display.
“Go put your clothes back on,” Taegan laughed, and Zorvut only winked at him as he walked back up to where their belongings were on the sand. After he had scrubbed himself clean in the cold water, and spent a long, anxious moment looking out toward the harbor and hoping they had not been too loud, he stumbled back up to the shoreline where Zorvut was waiting and holding out his clothes.
It was a struggle to get dressed while he was still so damp, but soon they were sitting in the sun with their lunch spread out on the blanket between them, idly eating as they watched the surf.
“Thank you for inviting me,” Zorvut said after a long moment of silence, tearing his gaze away from the horizon to meet Taegan’s eyes. “You’re right. It would have been a shame if we’d gone home before I’d been able to see this, to swim in it.”
“I’m glad you decided to come with me,” Taegan said, leaning closer to him as he took a bite of fruit, the juice dripping down his chin. “It’s pleasant here, but it’s much more pleasant with you.”
